Brasil sufrió el pasado año 250 muertes entre los colectivos de lesbianas, gays, transexuales y bisexuales por culpa de la homofobia y la transfobia.
Este año las cifras siguen aumentando, motivo por el cual, a finales de febrero, el gobierno brasileño ha creado una nueva campaña contra la homofobia que incluye un teléfono al que cualquier damnificado puede llamar para denunciar cualquier agresión a los derechos humanos.
Promocionado bajo el título "Hacer del Brasil un país libre de homofobia", el teléfono está teniendo un gran éxito.
Ahora un destacado y mediático sacerdote brasileño, Luiz Carlos Lodi da Cruz, se ha manifestado en contra de la medida, quejándose ante los medios del país de una supuesta persecución religiosa que está provocando dichas denuncias telefónicas.
El sacerdote se ha quejado de que además de agresiones a homosexuales, también se permiten las denuncias por manifestarse en contra de la homosexualidad,olvidando que antes del asesinato, está el odio, y que la incitación al odio es lo que el gobierno brasileño persigue a través de dichas denuncias telefónicas.
Cruz ha manifestado que lo que buscan es "perseguir a los que desaprueban los vicios contra la naturaleza", quejándose de que el gobierno "ha establecido la persecución religiosa basada en las llamadas telefónicas gratuitas y anónimas".
A pesar de esta negativa de las instituciones religiosas hacia una iniciativa que busca reducir la abultada cifra de muertos entre el colectivo LGTB, el gobierno guarda esperanzas de que el nuevo sistema telefónico ayude a combatir la homofobia.
Who do you love - The Doors
I walked a forty damned miles on barbed wire,
Cobra-snake for a necktie.
Brand new house by your roadside,
Made of rattlesnake hide.
Brand new chimney, made on top,
Made out of human skull.
Come on baby, take a walk with me,
Tell me, who do you love?
Who do you love now?
Who do you love now?
Who do you love, babe?
I said who now, who do you love?
Just 22 and I don't mind dying.
Rode around town with a rattlesnake whip,
Come on baby, don't give me no lip.
Who do you love now?
Who do you love?
Who do you love, child?
I said who baby, who do you love?
Night is dark, the sky was blue,
Down the alley the ice wagon flew.
Hit a bump, somebody screamed,
You should have heard just what I seen.
Do you love him, babe?
Do you love her, yeah?
Do you love me, babe?
Do you love him, yeah, heh, yeah? Y-e-eah.
This is the end, beautiful friend
This is the end, my only friend
The end of our elaborate plans
The end of everything that stands
The end
No safety or surprise
The end
I'll never look into your eyes again
Can you picture what will be
So limitless and free
Desperately in need of some stranger's hand
In a desperate land
Lost in a Roman wilderness of pain
And all the children are insane
All the children are insane
Waiting for the summer rain
There's danger on the edge of town
Ride the King's highway
Weird scenes inside the gold mine
Ride the highway West, baby
Ride the snake
Ride the snake
To the lake
To the lake
The ancient lake, baby
The snake is long
Seven miles
Ride the snake
He's old
And his skin is cold
The West is the best
The West is the best
Get here and we'll do the rest
The blue bus is calling us
The blue bus is calling us
Driver, where are you taking us?
The killer awoke before dawn
He put his boots on
He took a face from the ancient gallery
And he walked on down the hall
He went into the room where his sister lived
And then he paid a visit to his brother
And then he walked on down the hall
And he came to a door
And he looked inside
Father
Yes son?
I want to kill you
Mother, I want to. . .
C'mon baby, take a chance with us
C'mon baby, take a chance with us
C'mon baby, take a chance with us
And meet me at the back of the blue bus
This is the end, beautiful friend
This is the end, my only friend
The end
It hurts to set you free
But you'll never follow me
The end of laughter and soft lies
The end of nights we tried to die
This is the end.
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